Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

Click, the phone was abruptly disconnected.

Fu Jingting, "..."

Fine, that's definitely his mother's style. I won't force you to come back, I'll make sure you have no choice but to come back.

Fu Jingting hung up the phone, paused for half a second, and said, "Go to Xinlan Academy."

The driver turned around and headed towards Xinlan Academy, where Fu Jingting's parents lived.

Duan Heng contacted a store, and Fu Jingting went in to change his clothes as he passed by.

He removed the gauze from his arm; the seeping blood stuck to the gauze, and he winced in pain as he tore it off.

Fu Jingting clicked his tongue and tossed the blood-stained gauze aside.

With his shirt cuffs down, the fabric touched his wound, causing him to furrow his brow.

The arm injury isn't serious, but going back like this would just be a waste of breath.

Outside Xinlan Academy, the old butler saw the car stop and hurried over to open it. "Young Master, Master and Madam are waiting for you."

Fu Jingting walked in, and Fu Pinghui was sitting on the sofa. His hair, which was a mix of black and white, did not make him look old. Instead, it looked like he had deliberately dyed it a granny gray. He had the composure that a successful person had. He was wearing a white shirt and a gray vest. It was rare for him not to be reading the newspaper. He was scrolling through his phone.

Upon seeing Fu Jingting enter, he tossed his phone onto the coffee table in front of him.

On the unlocked screen were photos of Fu Jingting and Xu Qingcheng.

"Explain yourself." Fu Pinghui looked up.

Fu Jingting glanced around and saw his mother and younger sister setting the table.

Fu Sichen's eyes kept glancing at him from the moment he came in, his face full of gossip.

"Where's my older brother?" Fu Jingting changed the subject.

"Your older brother doesn't like you either. He said his leg hurts and he went back first." Fu Sichen blurted out and was hit on the head by Zhong Wanxiu.

She covered her head and pouted in reluctance, then quickly set out the bowls and chopsticks.

Then she skipped over to the living room, pulled up a small stool and sat down. "Second brother, don't change the subject," she said, raising her chin. "Aren't you going to explain? I'm also curious about your relationship with this pretty lady."

Fu Pinghui and Zhong Wanxiu have three children. The eldest, Fu Chengxiu, is three years older than Fu Jingting. Unfortunately, he was paralyzed in both legs due to an accident and has not appeared in public for five or six years. The Fu family also intends to downplay his existence. When Fu Jingting was young, he was called "Second Young Master Fu" when he went out. In recent years, no one has called him that anymore.

The youngest, Fu Sichen, is a freshman in college, seven years younger than Fu Jingting. She has her hair tied in a ponytail, her face bare, and she exudes innocence and liveliness, with a captivating charm in her eyes.

"The report says you have a crush on this woman, and that Ms. Ye's love turned to hate, causing her mother to attempt suicide. Are you going to stand up for this pretty lady and get back at her? Good heavens, this isn't a romance novel plot..."

Fu Jingting's forehead twitched as he listened.

Fu Pinghui also felt a headache coming on. He suddenly couldn't continue the conversation that was originally going well and he was holding back his emotions. He couldn't help but glance at Zhong Wanxiu.

Receiving a look from her husband, Zhong Wanxiu concluded, "Let's talk about it after we finish eating; the food's getting cold."

Fu Pinghui was the first to stand up.

After his father walked to the restaurant, Fu Sichen turned around and winked at Fu Jingting, waving his hand in front of Fu Jingting, "Five thousand red envelopes."

Fu Jingting snorted and ignored her, walking straight to the dining table.

Fu Sichen followed, "Give it to me or not, or I won't save you from getting scolded later."

"You're supporting a man? What about the money your parents gave you?" Fu Jingting gave her a cold look.

Fu Sichen gasped, accidentally stepping on his leather shoe. "You've been keeping a pretty girl on the side, and it's been exposed. Do you think everyone's as filthy as you? Just wait until Daddy interrogates you."

The meal was eaten in silence.

After finishing their meal, Fu Pinghui asked Fu Jingting to come with him to the study.

Fu Sichen was about to stand up when Zhong Wanxiu stopped him, saying, "Help Auntie tidy up the kitchen."

Fu Sichen said, "Mom, I'm just back for the weekend, can you please leave me alone?"

"I'll let you go after you get married."

"..." That's ruthless enough.

Fu Sichen glanced at the two people who had entered the study, and reluctantly went into the kitchen.

"I've heard rumors for a while now, and I thought you'd know your limits." Fu Pinghui tapped the table. "This Xu Qingcheng, she was engaged to the second son of the Ye family, then the engagement fell through, causing a huge rift between the two families. Why are you getting involved?"

"I never said I was going to marry her. You don't need to worry about these things too much," Fu Jingting said calmly.

Fu Pinghui frowned deeply, staring at him. "If that's the case, how did these photos get released? Without your permission, how could they have been posted?"

"What did Ye Chengnian say to you through your uncle?" Fu Jingting suddenly asked.

Fu Pinghui paused for a moment, then said, "The two companies are currently discussing cooperation on the project. Your uncle's idea is for you and Wenhan to come forward and clarify things."

"So you're eyeing me now." Fu Jingting chuckled. "Ye Chengnian's reach is quite extensive."

What's the situation between you and Ye Wenhan?

"Nothing much. My uncle wants to join forces with the Ye family. If no one had kept nagging my grandmother, he probably wouldn't have thought of putting Ye Wenhan by my side," Fu Jingting chuckled. "If they want me to accept her willingly, they'll have to see if they have the ability."

The meaning is quite clear: Fu Jingting has no feelings for Ye Wenhan.

Fu Pinghui is the second oldest in his family, and he has always been overshadowed by his eldest brother.

But in the next generation, his two nephews became dissolute and troublesome, causing a great uproar. The old man was furious and vowed never to let the two of them join the Fu Group as parasites.

Fu Chengxiu is no longer considered a successor due to health reasons.

Continuing on, it came to Fu Jingting.

Fu Pinghui understood his elder brother's thoughts, but if Jingting had feelings for Ye Wenhan, he wouldn't object.

For wealthy and noble families, marriage is the easiest and most stable relationship. Everyone knows this. The so-called "marrying someone of equal social standing" is just the best point of convergence of interests. As for feelings, they are not given any high priority.

"Dad, tell Uncle that I'll handle this myself."

Fu Pinghui frowned, his voice somewhat deep, "How do you plan to handle this? Will you use this to distance yourself from the Ye family?"

"Don't you understand the principle that pulling one hair affects the whole body?" Fu Pinghui found this matter utterly absurd. "Also, since you have no interest in that Miss Xu, don't involve her."

The two remained in the study for a long time without coming out.

Fu Sichen couldn't sit still any longer and moved closer to Zhong Wanxiu. "Mom, aren't you curious about how Second Brother will explain?"

"I'm not curious. Your dad will tell me after we've talked."

Fu Sichen silently gave a thumbs up, "You win."

Fu Sichen sat for only a few seconds before becoming restless again. She flipped through the photo, looking at it over and over, not satisfied with just looking at it herself, and even pulled Zhong Wanxiu to look at it together. "It's so well covered up, we can only see her profile, we can't see her face at all. But even her profile looks so beautiful! I've heard people say that Xu Qingyao's sister is stunningly beautiful, even more beautiful than movie stars. But I'm not familiar with them, I've never met her. Mom, have you seen her? Is she really as beautiful as the rumors say?"

"Never seen it before, don't know."

"Hey, why don't you care about your second brother's love life? You're such a failure as a mother." Fu Sichen clicked her tongue twice. "Your second brother's views on relationships are a bit abnormal. He only likes pretty faces, big breasts, and curvy hips. He's incredibly superficial and doesn't care about inner beauty at all. He even criticizes my flat figure every day. Aren't you afraid he'll be seduced by a vixen? People say that a woman who marries the wrong husband will ruin her life, and a man who marries the wrong wife will ruin three generations. Mom, you'd better watch out so your grandson doesn't go astray..."

Zhong Wanxiu, unable to bear it any longer, said, "Shut up."